Holy Bone

Chapter 1548 Jin An's condolence speech: Good

Of the Eight Jing Sect elders in Tianshi Mansion, only three are left. The others waited until their lifespans ran out, but they still had no hope of breaking through to the fourth realm.

The three elders now are the ancestor of the Jiang family, the old man Lihuo, and the Marquis Pojun.

In the past, these three people had been in seclusion because their lifespans were almost over, and they had not appeared in the outside world for more than ten years. Now that their shackles in the world of the living have been broken, the ones who will benefit the most are old antiques like them.

Marquis Pojun was also in the mourning hall of old King Ling. Not only did he not die of old age in the Taoist Huangting inner scene, but his life span also greatly increased due to his great progress in cultivation. He became young again and returned to the appearance of middle-aged. He looked mighty and fierce, and he looked very fierce. He was obviously a powerful character at first glance.

The aura of Marquis Pojun today is much more powerful than when he was in the Taoist Huangting inner world, so Jinan could tell at a glance that Marquis Pojun had also entered the fourth realm, the Yinshen realm.

Even old Prince Ling could break through to the fourth realm, so there was no reason why Marquis Pojun couldn't break through to the fourth realm.

The sense of oppression brought to him by Marquis Pojun was even stronger than that of old Prince Ling. It might be that he was the same as Taoist Zhanmu, and his breakthrough was to the middle or late stage of the fourth realm.

Jin'an turned his gaze to Old Man Lihuo and the ancestor of the Jiang family. Like Marquis Pojun, these two people also appeared to be rejuvenated. They looked middle-aged and their white hair turned black.

A gleam of light flashed in Jin'an's eyes. As he expected, not only Marquis Pojun had eaten the elixir of immortality made from a thousand-year-old corpse, but the elders of the Bajing Sect were all afraid of death and had taken ghosts to increase their lifespans.

The old man Lihuo was wearing a red robe made of fire cloud brocade. He had a full forehead, a high protruding frontal bone and a red birthmark. He was born with a unique bone structure and was gifted with extraordinary talents.

The ancestor of the Jiang family was wearing a green robe, his eyebrows were snow-white, his eyes were like lightning, and his face was expressionless. He was a mysterious person and it was impossible to tell whether he was real or fake.

Being called the ancestor, Jin An thought to himself that it seemed that this ancestor of the Jiang family was the one with the most unfathomable cultivation among the elders of the Bajing Sect.

The feud between Jin'an and Marquis Pojun began back when they were in the Taoist Huangting Neijing Land. One was the newly rising young and energetic Marquis Shenwu, and the other was an old marquis who had served for several dynasties. One represented the new era, and the other represented the stubborn old era. There was bound to be a fight between the two to see who was born to conform to the destiny of the times. Marquis Pojun looked at Jin'an with cold displeasure: "Marquis Shenwu is really a very powerful official. Today, he changed into the uniform of the Criminal Investigation Department to mourn King Ling. Who is he trying to show off to?"

Pojun Hou was implying that there had been a lot of commotion in Jin'an in recent days, causing uproar in the capital, especially the day when Deputy Eunuch Wei was forcibly abducted, which was a slap in the face of the Tianshi Mansion in disguise.

Marquis Pojun didn't know that Jin'an had also made a breakthrough and was now in the pseudo fourth realm. He still treated Jin'an as if he was in the third realm and suppressed him. As soon as he spoke, he had the aura of an unparalleled overlord who looked down on the world and suppressed Jin'an alone. He wanted to take the opportunity to suppress Jin'an's prestige and make Jin'an look ridiculous in public.

Of course, Po Jun Hou's thoughts could not be hidden from Jin An. Jin An remained calm and said indifferently, "Today I am not wearing the official uniform of the court, but ordinary clothes to mourn the old King Ling. Will Po Jun Hou take advantage of this and accuse me of being disrespectful?"

"Today, I am wearing my official uniform to mourn the old King Ling. I am here on behalf of the court. Who dares to say anything bad about me? But do you want to rebel like Cheng Baiqing, the academician of the Imperial Hospital, and rebel against the court?"

Jin'an kept calling Marquis Pojun "this marquis" in front of Marquis Pojun, as if he was competing with the old marquis Pojun.

He even dared to kill the fourth realm strong man, Old King Ling. He had cultivated an aura of confidence and invincibility. How could he be suppressed by the old marquis so easily?

Now, he has the momentum of the first kill in the fourth realm and the power to swallow the sky and eat the earth. It is the time when his momentum is at its highest and he is making great progress.

Jin An's character is that he never suffers a loss. After turning the tables, he continued to pursue the old marquis relentlessly: "I just returned to the capital for a few days, and I heard that Taoist Zhanmu and State Master Yuan, with the old man who surrendered from Bulao Mountain and the headless monk, are going to Bulao Mountain again to complete the remaining cleanup."

"Marquis Pojun, you participated in the siege of Mount Bulao last time. Why didn't you go to Mount Bulao this time? Could it be... hum..." Jin'an paused slightly, first turned to look at the empty coffin of old King Ling, then turned to look at Marquis Pojun, and finally snorted coldly, leaving behind some thought-provoking words.

The old marquis sneered, not angered by Jin An's words: "This is the good thing about young people, they have sharp teeth and sharp mouths."

However, with the old marquis' interruption, Jin'an's aura of not being able to be looked at directly when he entered Prince Ling's Mansion was interrupted, and all the civil and military officials and many Shinto masters present breathed a sigh of relief.

He secretly wiped the cold sweat from his forehead. If the old marquis hadn't interrupted him, Jin An would have really planted a demon in their hearts that they could not look directly at.

At this time, the old housekeeper of Prince Ling's Mansion handed over incense sticks. Jin An took the incense sticks and then inserted them into the incense burner in front of the coffin. He said a few words of comfort to the old female relatives of Prince Ling, then turned and walked out of the mourning hall.

Just as Jin An was about to leave the mourning hall, the old marquis spoke again: "Marquis Shenwu, you said you were wearing official uniform today to express condolences on behalf of the court. Why are you being so careless and inhumane? Since you are here anyway, why don't you offer a few more words of condolence to Prince Ling to comfort his soul in heaven?"

The old marquis spoke in a lukewarm voice, and looked coldly at the changing expressions on Jin An's face, as if he was trying to find some clues.

Only a few of them knew that after they broke through the fourth realm, they did not leave the Taoist Huangting inner world immediately, but stayed behind to intercept Jin'an in the rear. They all wanted to take advantage of this God-given opportunity to kill the martial arts immortal, take revenge, and eliminate future troubles.

The result was unexpected, the Indian god Surya, the fourth level god, disappeared.

The old King Ling, who was in the fourth realm of Tianshi Mansion, died.

lost heavily.

On the other hand, Jinan, carrying Qingxi Zhenren on his back, walked out of the Taoist Huangting inner scene calmly as if nothing had happened.

There are many doubts here.

So it is normal for the old marquis to suspect Jin'an.

Of course, these details are only known to a few of them, and the outside world is unaware that there are so many shady twists and turns involved.

Jin An had anticipated the old marquis's attack long before he came. On the way, he had used dozens of thousands of thoughts to deduce all the possible scenarios.

At this moment, his expression was normal, and no one could find any evidence against him. He turned around and took a look at the empty coffin of old King Ling, nodded and said one word: "Good."

Jin'an finally understood why Master Yiyun liked to say "shan" so much. The word "shan" is really a panacea. It means a good person and the virtue of all things. It can also mean good or bad. It can also represent approval and blessing. It can also be understood as a good death and that good and evil will be rewarded in the end.

Jin'an is simply named "goodness", but it has left many people racking their brains to ponder its true meaning.

Afterwards, Jin'an walked out of the mourning hall and went to Yujing Jinque, where he reminisced about the past with a few old friends and inquired about the recent situation of Master Qingxi.